1827: C1827 Pack It up and Take It away

C1827 Pack It up and Take It away

Caesar looked very miserable.

He was like a wild beast that had fallen into a trap. No matter how he struggled, he was unable to escape.

"Ci la..."

"Ci la..."

Ci la... The chain was covered with a layer of blue electricity that was even thinner than a strand of hair, and it was about to enter Caesar's mind through his neck.

His nervous system had been disturbed, and his movements had become extremely uneven. It was absolutely impossible for him to struggle.

"I can't stay here for long. I'm going to take these spoils of war and escape."

"Senior Yun, are you going to leave just like that?"

"The hatred between us has been there for a long time. We are not afraid that Yao Feng will seek revenge on us. We must hurry up and pry out the secret of the prescription from their mouths."

Yun Wuya whistled lightly a few times.

After that, a huge Golden-winged Eagle appeared from the clouds.

This was the battle beast that he had carefully cultivated.

Several undying martial artists could no longer escape the fate of being captured.

They were brought onto the back of the Golden Winged Condor and were about to head towards Yun Wuya's secret hiding place.

"There's no need to put on such a surprised expression. The Divine Might Sect and these traitors are enemies. Sooner or later, a life and death battle will break out."

"As a new disciple, you will also be involved in it."

"If I take care of these people, I'll be able to reduce a lot of pressure on you."

Yun Wuya's reason could not be refuted, but Mu Chen still felt that something was not right.

The trend of things seemed to be different from what the Dragon Clan's Great Prophet had predicted.

How should he judge?

"If I successfully get the prescription, will Senior Yun concoct the Divine Might Sect's strengthening drug?"

"Of course!"

... "It's not easy to obtain precious medicinal ingredients. Could it be that Senior Yun wants to break into the Dragon Clan's Holy Land to plunder?"

The meaningful questioning made Yun Wuya speechless.

Mu Chen became the direct disciple of the Dragon Clan's Prophet.

And the relationship between Yun Wuya and Mu Chen could also be considered as an alliance.

If he went to the Dragon Clan's hands to steal the treasure, there would be some grudges that could not be divided, and he would bite the hand that fed him.

After a moment of silence, he slowly said.

"Maybe the warriors of the undead clan have the raw materials of the herbs ready in their hands. I will try my best to avoid killing each other."

"I hope Senior Yun can keep your promise."

The golden-winged eagle spread its huge wings and shot into the sky like an arrow.

Mu Chen walked around the ruins of the villa, but he did not find anything valuable, so he left resentfully.

...

In the social class of the Warhawk Nation, the representatives who had the votes could be considered to be at the top of the pyramid.

The princes not only had the right to vote, but they also had the bloodline and glory of their families. They were even more noble than normal representatives.

The mansion of such an important person had been destroyed overnight. This immediately caused a lot of speculation in the outside world.

However, Prince Lampson wanted to keep a low profile and deal with this matter.

He had only arranged for his bodyguards to secretly investigate the matter, and had even politely declined the assistance of the police and the city guards.

As long as he didn't take the initiative to report the matter, this matter couldn't be treated as a case.

Prince Lampson and the important members of the family returned to a luxurious apartment in Washington.

The security in the city center was better than in the suburbs.

He called Yao Feng and was extremely nervous.

"Reporting to master."

"The villa has been attacked. Your subordinates have already gone missing."

"The identity of the attacker has not been found. There is no way to restore the whole process."

Yao Feng had just stepped into the territory of Pingliang City in the Korean Peninsula. Before he had the time to collect any intelligence, he had already received grievous news that shocked him.

"Did the battle break out especially fiercely? Does that city still exist?"

"This villa is the only place that has been destroyed. However, there are no traces of blood or corpses at the scene. These people should still be alive."

Yao Feng didn't need any evidence to put the blame on the elders of the Divine Might Sect.

Before they could control enough representatives, their plan was disrupted again.

Yao Feng hung up the phone quietly. He planned to stay in the Korea Peninsula for a short time before sneaking into the Great Xia Country.

No matter where those members were captured, he would give them a taste of their own medicine.

If he could turn Mu Chen into his hostage, he would be able to negotiate with the elders.

After hanging up the phone, Yao Feng led his men and set off in the direction of the Imperial Palace.

...

After the battle ended, the intelligence team of the Dragon Group closely monitored Prince Lampson.

They didn't notice that Yao Feng had sent other Undead warriors to clean up the mess.

However, the mental energy state of the Prince was obviously different from normal people.

"Reporting to Your Highness."

"Prince Lampson should have been controlled by some mental energy method that made him listen to everything."

"Given our strength, there is no way for us to get rid of him immediately. Should we kill him?"1

Mu Chen shook his head.

After so many unexpected situations, it was very likely that the officials of Warhawk had already sent people to secretly monitor the situation.

The life or death of a puppet was not important.

The enemy could also control thousands of ordinary people.

"Leave this matter to the Bubble Dragon."

"He has a lot of mental attacks. Maybe they can work."

Mu Chen looked at the red dot on the map. It was the new residence of Prince Lampson.

It was less than ten kilometers away from the local police station. It would be quite difficult for them to make a move against him.

But time waited for no one.

Who knew when Yao Feng would return to the Warhawk Nation.

After dinner, Mu Chen dragged the bubble dragon and set off.

Washington was not an open tourist city.

All kinds of dignitaries lived here, and the most common scenery was the figures of the guards.

The two of them were dressed in black and floated several thousand meters in the air, merging into one with the dark clouds.

The bubble dragon's mental energy scanned the streets below and relaxed.

"There's no expert here. There should be a lot of weapon systems."

"The guards on patrol are genetic-strengthening warriors. Their healing ability is pretty good, but they can't fight against the ascending warriors."

"What is the target doing?"

"He's sitting in the study, staring blankly. The others have gone out."

The family business needed someone to take care of it.

They were only controlled by Yao Feng's mental power and did not lose the ability to manage the business.

When the guards around the apartment left.

The two of them landed lightly on the balcony.

They pushed open the window and flipped over. Their movements were smooth and their bodies were even more agile than wild cats.

Prince Lampson sensed the presence of the intruder and immediately entered a battle-ready state.

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